Utterly diabolical!!! I love John Hannah and Rupert Everett (hate what he's done to his face mind you) but honest to goodness, wooden acting, parts obviously dubbed with professional audio actors.. I could go on but as I've just wasted a few hours of my life in the vain hope of it getting half watchable, I wont!

Sorry I know you shouldn't do a review without seeing the whole show; but I turned on the TV and saw 10 minutes of this randomly.. When I saw there was a named actor, I assumed it would be at least a professional production.. but I was amazed; the acting is so wooden; utterly terrible.. I thought it must be a parody; so went to IMDb to confirm this was a subtle comedy; and it appears not.. but really surprised to see the positive ratings.. Honestly every one involved in this should really consider if they are in the right career..

Just turned the TV on, watched literally a few minutes of this and am absolutely stunned that Rupert Everett is in something so, so dreadful! The acting is absolutely appalling... I felt physically uncomfortable at the awkward physicality between the characters and their hammy yet wooden performances... I watched for another fifteen minutes in the hope I had caught it at a bad moment, but nope... What on earth happened?

I gave this movie quite a high rating because I rather enjoyed it. It was very, very bad in the characters, the plot lines, the direction, in pretty much everything. But the movie was one you could watch with granny or teenage offspring without feeling embarrassed. How many movies can one say that about nowadays? Now, while the characters were nearly all wooden, almost catatonic, they looked pretty enough or sinister enough, almost like a parody of TV movie-making. There were great gaps in which nothing much happened, when the stars (I use the term advisedly) seemed to have forgotten their lines or the director had perhaps popped out for a coffee (or ring his agent). Nevertheless, it was the equivalent of the endless "Schlager" (German pop songs) I used to hear (but not listen to) when I was a guest worker in 1970s West Germany. And I think, if I recall rightly, it didn't rain once throughout the whole three hours of the movie! What's not to like about such a nice, fluffy puppy of a movie that just wants its tummy tickled?